My family said I could do them now, so I am starting a new story. Hope you like it! Allyson Smith was your regular uh, tomboy. She loved football, tackle to be exact, and she loved getting dirty. But when the Junior prom approached, she wanted to ask Heydon Kaye. One problem, he liked girly-girls. Little make-up priisy, cheerleader dolly-type girls. So seeing how much she wanted to go to prom with Heydon, Allison took dramtic measures and went to Sydney, the cheerleader captain. Boy, thats when teh drama starts... "Head up!" Sydney barked. "Good posture!" "I'm trying Syd!" Allison panted. "No nicknames! Thats worse!" Sydney sure took this girly stuff seriously. "Do you want to go to prom with Heydon?" "Yes..." Allison whined. "Totally!" "Ok, lesson number one, it's totes, not totally!" Sydney said. "Got it?" "Ok, first off its more like lesson 101, and two, aren't totes like bags or something?" Allison's head was spinning. "No! Those are tote bags. Duh!" Sydney pulled Allison off the chair. "Today we're studying grace." "Graves? The things with dead people?" Allison asked shocked. Girly stuff was weird. What she wanted was to be out playing kick-ball, getting her Nike's all full of sand and dirt. She practically drooled at the idea. Sydney snapped her back to reality, where she was inside, learning about, graves. She practically shuddered at that. "Ally, I said Grace! Not graves, ew!" Sydney shuddered too. "Grace is like poise. It's balance, elegance." "Oh, oops!" Allison ...
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